Its the tater...
My husband calls me tater, you know like a potato. Long story but unknowingly someone heard him call me that and they took it as an insult. They believed he was calling me fat. Trust me he would never do that. I could be fatter than fat and he would nt say the words. I spent the day wrapping gifts at a friends place. My Mom watched Jack and the girls were at school. I spent the day in the back office of their shop and listened to their office run for the day. I liked it. People coming in and out and chatting all day, friendly kind of business. I wouldnt like the "snobby" people that come in but I am typically friendly and chatty my kind of work. Any way I spent 4 hours wrapping gifts and still am not done. I have finished Andys stuff, and most of allies, Missi's are all different shapes and sizes so more difficult to get wrapped. jacks things are toys, big trucks, police cars, hummers, puzzles, blocks, leapfrog, wooden trains, tracks, books, I have alot to do....